Testo Almost Jamaica

She was born in Dakota, where she froze to death each winter
But she dreamed about the islands, by the fire burning splendour
It was almost Jamaica, almost paradise
It was almost Jamaica, it was almost real nice
So she moved down on the border, with the sunshine but no seaweed
Though she could not drink the water, some of the streets were lined with palm trees
It was almost Jamaica, almost paradise
It was almost Jamaica, it was almost real nice
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Electric fan on the table, shower is her waterfall
She may never have Jamaica, but in her mind she has it all
And it was almost Jamaica, almost paradise
It was almost Jamaica, it was almost real nice
Short leadbreak
She loved their hurricane warnings, and the tropical breeze
She loves coconuts and lovesongs, with a little reggae breeze
It was almost Jamaica, almost paradise
It was almost Jamaica, it was almost real nice
Leadbreak
It was almost Jamaica, almost paradise
It was almost Jamaica, it was almost real nice
It was almost Jamaica, almost paradise
It was almost Jamaica, it was almost real nice
It was almost Jamaica, almost paradise
It was almost Jamaica, it was almost real nice
It was almost Jamaica, almost paradise
It was almost Jamaica, it was almost real nice